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Stfu! Video (MV)




Performed By: Jay Velli
Language: English
Length: 2:23
Written by: Jay Velli




Jay Velli - Stfu! Lyrics
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Check me out
Shut your mouth
Shut the f*ck up, before niggas run up in your house
Whatever you do keep it quiet
Nigga Velli stop lying
Niggas out here really trying
Yeah I don't give a f*ck
Whatever I do ain't enough
Now it's time to boss up
Playing with a nigga what's up
I don't play with no nigga what
And when you come in the room better hush
Why you always in a rush
She make a nigga wanna bust
Nigga yeah Ima bust quick
Stupid bitches on that f*ck shit
Say the word I won't snuff him
One on one nigga jump in
Corbin Blue high school musical
I be pulling of the usual
Pretty Moroccan she beautiful
And she got pharmaceuticals
Yo I can't wait 'til the summer
Your bitch played you that's a bummer
Dreamed about having a hummer
Cause my niggas come from the gutters
Pull up to the party no slumber
I bat off your head I'm a slugger
I don't play about my mother
Ima put your stupid ass under
Aye, Aye, Bitch
Bitch Aye uh yeah
Give a f*ck aye yeah
Get the guap
Run out the door aye, yeah huh bitch uh
Yeah I don't care
This shit ain't fair
I bling I stare
I like shit that's rare
Shits that's f*cking rare, or vintage
I don't care about a little bitch if she bitchin'
Money coming in 'cause my palm really itchin'
I came a long way from eating crackers in the kitchen
I love all my niggas facts
You play about them you get smacked
Show me you real show the facts
Velli back spittin' that crack
Velli back spittn' that crack
From the finna bring home a plaque
Down by ten bitch Ima bring us right back aye aye
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Check me out
Shut your mouth
Shut the f*ck up, before niggas run up in your house
Whatever you do keep it quiet
Nigga Velli stop lying
Niggas out here really trying
Yeah I don't give a f*ck
Whatever I do ain't enough
Now it's time to boss up
Playing with a nigga what's up
I don't play with no nigga what
And when you come in the room better hush
Why you always in a rush
She make a nigga wanna bust
Nigga yeah Ima bust quick
Stupid bitches on that f*ck shit
Say the word I won't snuff him
One on one nigga jump in
Corbin Blue high school musical
I be pulling of the usual
Pretty Moroccan she beautiful
And she got pharmaceuticals
Yo I can't wait 'til the summer
Your bitch played you that's a bummer
Dreamed about having a hummer
Cause my niggas come from the gutters
Pull up to the party no slumber
I bat off your head I'm a slugger
I don't play about my mother
Ima put your stupid ass under
Aye, Aye, Bitch
Bitch Aye uh yeah
Give a f*ck aye yeah
Get the guap
Run out the door aye, yeah huh bitch uh
Yeah I don't care
This shit ain't fair
I bling I stare
I like shit that's rare
Shits that's f*cking rare, or vintage
I don't care about a little bitch if she bitchin'
Money coming in 'cause my palm really itchin'
I came a long way from eating crackers in the kitchen
I love all my niggas facts
You play about them you get smacked
Show me you real show the facts
Velli back spittin' that crack
Velli back spittn' that crack
From the finna bring home a plaque
Down by ten bitch Ima bring us right back aye aye
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